Babe: Tall and Slim Sex Doll – A Skeptical User’s Take

The Hype Vs.

Reality of a 5’8” Silicone “Babe”

Let me just get this out there—every time I see an ad for these tall, slim sex dolls with the words “absolute sex dolls” scattered around, my eyebrow twitches. You know? There’s something about the way they’re marketed. Like, yes, we get it—big boobs, big butt, long legs. It almost feels like someone’s ticking off boxes from a checklist made by an over-caffeinated teenager.

But anyway, curiosity got to me (I blame late-night scrolling). I ended up looking into this particular model—the so-called “Babe.” She’s five foot eight inches (172 cm), which is taller than half the people at my last family reunion. Full silicone body. F cup breasts that are… let’s just say not subtle at all. The product page brags about her being a hybrid redhead bunny with a steel skeleton and movable joints. That part actually sounded kind of cool, in theory.

Details That Make You Wonder

Here’s where it gets weirdly specific—and maybe too clinical? Bust: 34 inches; waist: 23.6; hips: 38; weight: 84 lbs (38 kg). Supposedly she wears a US women’s shoe size 4.5-5, which is tiny for someone nearly six feet tall but whatever—I guess proportions are more of a suggestion here.

And then there’s the whole depth thing—vagina: 7.1 inches deep; anus: 6.7 inches deep (I had to double-check those numbers because they read like stats from some bizarre sports league). Both vaginal and anal sex are possible—if you needed that confirmed.

Movable Joints & The Steel Skeleton Thing

The idea of a steel skeleton inside is… mildly unsettling? But also practical if you want your love doll to do more than just lie there like an abandoned mannequin in a department store window. Movable joints mean you can pose her however you want—which sounds fun until you realize how heavy she is when you have to lift or adjust anything (84 pounds isn’t exactly light after two minutes).

Honestly, I remember thinking—there has to be some catch here.

Shipping Promises vs Patience

Oh yeah—the shipping part deserves mention because it was the first thing that annoyed me outright. Free international shipping! Discreet packaging! Great! Except then you see “3-4 week processing time plus another two weeks for delivery.” That means… what? Over a month before anything even arrives? By then I’d probably forget I ordered it at all or start wondering if customs flagged my package as suspicious.

Discreet packaging does matter though—I don’t need nosy neighbors seeing a giant box on my porch labeled “absolute sex dolls.” So points for that one minor mercy.

A Tangent About Realism

There was this moment where I found myself fixating on her hands and feet in the promo shots—they look eerily realistic but also kind of lifeless? Like those wax figures at museums that always seem one step away from uncanny valley nightmares.

It made me wonder why anyone would want such perfect symmetry on something meant to feel human but never actually will be human no matter how many measurements line up or how soft the silicone feels under your hand—or so they claim.

Not Everything Adds Up

Here’s where my skepticism really kicks in—the marketing keeps shouting about big butt, big boobs, long legs… but none of those things make up for personality or warmth or unpredictability (which real people have plenty of—even when it drives you nuts). Maybe that’s not what buyers are after though?

Also—and maybe this is nitpicking—but calling her “Babe” feels lazy to me. Couldn’t they come up with something less generic? Or maybe names don’t matter when everything else is exaggerated anyway.

One Last Thought Before I Forget

Weirdly enough, despite all these doubts and annoyances and little details that don’t quite make sense together… people keep buying them. Maybe it says more about loneliness than lust—or maybe just convenience wins out over awkwardness every time.

Either way, if you’re thinking about getting one of these tall absolute sex dolls—just know what you’re signing up for: patience-testing waits, slightly off proportions, lots of hype about curves and holes and flexibility… but not much surprise once she finally shows up at your door in her plain brown box.

That’s pretty much it—I guess there isn’t really a neat way to wrap this up except by admitting I'm still unconvinced... but hey, stranger things have caught on before.